Mouse On The Keys - Saigo no Bansan
Thank me later.
21 Year-old
Crazed photographer
College student
Hello =]
So I was tagged on flickr by a good friend of mine (Cindy =p) & I thought I’d share some of it here.
1. I’m extremely laid-back. Borderline lazy/ procrastinator actually. This will catch up to me sooner or later.
2. My picks at Pinkberry are regular with strawberries, chocolate chips, & captain crunch.
3. Besides my love for photography, I play guitar as well. I listen to Hardcore/Post-Hardcore, Alternative, Classic & Modern Rock, Math Rock, Metal &Metal-Core, Blues & currently exploring the world of Jazz. Also trying to start a band. Why not? =]
4. The current face you see above is Cindy’s favorite expression from me. LMAO (GPOYW)
5. I Love to travel, BUT I shit on myself everytime I sit in a plane. I freak out for the entire trip since I can’t sleep at all because of my insecurities. This fear grew when I was younger: As the plane climbed after take-off, the air pressure changed, thus tricking my body & eyes into seeing the actual horizon change direction, making it look like the plane had stalled. This is a fantastic illusion but the image is forever stained in my brain.
6. My huge stomach(s) allow me to eat almost anything edible, except for seafood. BLECH!
7. I have no talent for anything. Seriously. Everything I do and where I currently am is acquired through practice, a blood-thirsty determination & and my undying patience.
8. I don’t have a real job right now (Town Hall Theatre) & I still live with mom. LOL
9. I have poor eye sight (at least I think it is). I gave up on glasses & don’t even get me started on contacts.
10. I’m EXTREMELY clumsy! Short people standing next to me beware! Yes, even with all the equipment I have, it all gets used & abused. =D
Young, Rich, And Out Of Control - Emmure
Fuck shit up! This is something I need today, hand-in-hand with White Chapel and Conducting From The Grave! >=D
(Plays: 18)
Dear And The Headlights - “Paper Bag”
I’m like a paper cup with a pin prick
You can fill me up but I’ll only stay full for a while
And wisdom’s only shown me that my loneliness is all my fault
And it’s all my fault
And I don’t know
What I have done wrong
You say you understand me well I don’t get you at all
It seems everyone around me is so good at faking it that I don’t know
Just how to act
Around you
I’m like a paper bag but the bottoms wet
It must be something bleeding internally inside
I didn’t know the things that you never did could stay with you your whole life
And I don’t know
What I have done wrong
You say you understand me well I don’t get you at all
It seems everyone around me is so good at faking it that I don’t know
Just how to act
Around you
And how to act
About you
I’ve got a memory but I can’t hear what you’re saying
You’re looking straight at me but I’m looking the other way
(Plays: 13)